Ten o'clock in the evening.
In the main house of Courtyard No. 18, in the dim environment with the lights off, someone's eyes were shining brightly.
Jiang Baizhou and his wife did not sleep. He thought about the conversation that Director Shen had with him in the afternoon.
"Electrician Jiang, go home, put on nice clothes, fix your hair, and show off your face in front of your wife more often."
Take care of what he wears, his hairstyle, and how he gets along with his wife.
If Jiang Baizhou hadn't heard what Director Shen said later, implying that he shouldn't let his wife go find the director's wife, he would have thought that his face was popular with both men and women.
But he will not restrict his wife from making friends.
He had no choice but to refuse Director Shen and walked out of the director's office.
"Let's go and grab a good spot to watch the show."
Song Jiayu pushed open the window, bent over, flipped over and jumped out of the house, and Jiang Baizhou, who had been trained for a long time, followed her movements.
The couple climbed over the wall together and then waited on a street in Tianshui Lane. That street was the street in the compound where Zhao Yingzi, the first person to check in for the mission, lived.
After waiting for a few minutes, Zhao Yingzi, a middle-aged woman wearing a large flowered jacket and holding a kerosene lamp, came out.
"Is this today's show?"
"Yes, she always said in Tianshui Lane that there were gods who would grant her wishes, but no one in Tianshui Lane believed her. She once took a few people to worship the gods at night, but the gods did not appear and did not grant anyone's wishes. Over time, except for Aunt Zhao Yingzi, she kept talking about the gods. She ate the rice and cornmeal she got from making wishes, and the people in Tianshui Lane just thought she was lying."
"Maybe gods really do exist?" Jiang Baizhou looked at his wife.
Song Jiayu shook her head. "The country has already eliminated the Four Olds, and you, a level six electrician from a large factory, are still here talking about gods. Be careful or I'll arrest you and give you a thought lesson!"
Jiang Baizhou smiled and said, "I believe it's because of your magical skills, my wife!"
The check-in system for everyone and everything...well, it's too magical, it's considered to be a divine method, Song Jiayu has nothing to say.
"Let's not talk about this issue anymore. There are no gods in this world anyway. Let's go and take a look."
Song Jiayu was about to take Jiang Baizhou forward when she noticed someone running towards them. She pulled the person and hid in the corner again.
The person who was running over couldn't be seen clearly in the dark night, but judging from his body outline, he was a gay man.
The direction he was running was also the direction Zhao Yingzi was going.
"That's strange. Who is the man following Aunt Zhao Yingzi?"
Song Jiayu asked as she followed with great interest.
Three groups of people walked forward in the darkness.
Soon, the men in the second group took a detour and overtook the others, arriving at a dilapidated house in Tianshui Lane that used to be a temple faster than Aunt Zhao Yingzi from the first group.
Then, Aunt Zhao Yingzi, holding a kerosene lamp, first bowed in front of the dilapidated house, and then went into the house.
The last ones to arrive were Song Jiayu and Jiang Baizhou. They didn't go into the house, but walked around the dilapidated house and squatted down at a window where they could see clearly inside.
Aunt Zhao Yingzi entered the house. As the kerosene lamp illuminated the small room, she came to the table where the statue of the god used to be placed, and laid out the things in the basket one by one, first a plate of several steamed buns, then lit a few incense sticks, bowed sincerely, and put them in the dilapidated incense burner that had been there for who knows how many years.
"I am Zhao Yingzi, a humble servant. Today I pray to the High Priest. There is not enough food at home. I beg the High Priest to give me some food." As soon as Zhao Yingzi finished speaking.
A strange sound of gears turning appeared in the room.
Not long after, a small bag of grain appeared on the empty table.
Aunt Zhao Yingzi was delighted. She bowed to the empty table and said, "Thank you, Master Priest. I will give you something better next time."
After saying this, he ignored the lit incense, put the plate of steamed buns back into the basket, picked up a bag of cornmeal, and walked out of the dilapidated house.
The two people secretly squatting at the window watching the show:?! ...
Song Jiayu didn't believe that there were ghosts or gods in this world. She thought that the series of changes were caused by the male comrade who came in first, so she kept her distance and waited and saw.
A few minutes later, a broken wooden board fell off from the wall behind the desk, and a person came out.
"Alas, when will this day end?"
He sighed first, then turned the desk over. There was a clockwork-like mechanism underneath. He took out the gear mechanism and hid it behind the broken wooden board, then restored the desk to its original state.
Before leaving, I looked outside and saw no one, so I left with peace of mind.
The couple who had been hiding in the dark watching the show finally showed up.
After entering the room, he first looked at the desk, and then looked behind the broken wooden board against the wall.
Jiang Baizhou was amazed by this little mechanism: "I can't believe they could come up with this trick to send something over using gears and clockwork."
"It's quite unusual," Song Jiayu nodded, adding, "Just now, when he walked out the door, I saw his face clearly. It was Aunt Zhao Yingzi's husband, Comrade Wang Qingguo."
A big question mark appeared on Jiang Baizhou's forehead.
"What kind of couple is this? A wife who loves to worship gods? A husband who acts like a deity?"
"Maybe there's something else hidden."
The couple walked out of the dilapidated temple.
In the moonlight, they walked back to their home while talking.
[Complete the "Eat Watermelon Late at 10 PM God's Descend" mission and successfully check in with Wang Qingguo and Zhao Yingzi to receive a pair of red couple's heart knots (string your heart and my heart together to form a heart knot) and a pair of couple's pens (when I see the pens, I think of you).]
Song Jiayu: ...
It’s true, the rewards for some tasks are always amazing!
Those green-hat-colored items are still gathering dust in the system warehouse!
Quietly returning to the house, Song Jiayu took out the two new rewards.
The red love knot looked very nice, and the two pens were also engraved with patterns of their two names, Bai Zhou and Jia Yu. Finally, there were words engraved on the top of the pen caps: Song in a circle and Jiang in a circle.
You can tell they are a couple at first sight.
Jiang Baizhou fell in love with the two pens at first sight, and couldn't let go of them. He compared the two pens, as if they were playing house, taking one for you and me.
"Did you also obtain this through your magical means?"
This teasing remark with a smile made Song Jiayu blush. In her heart, she cursed the system's reward for being unfair, but she said firmly, "Yes, whether you want it or not, don't give it back to me!"
"Yes, of course I don't want to. And this love knot, I want to tie it on my military bag, how about it?"
"No matter what, haven't you heard the saying? Red and green are like dog shit."
“But I think it looks good.”
Bright red and dark green, the colors used for weddings in a certain ancient dynasty, are not as ugly as imagined.
Song Jiayu had no choice but to follow Jiang Baizhou.
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